A crazy night.

Lin Yimao suddenly understood why King Zhou was so fascinated by Daji.

Because he was also tempted by the vixen.

Stroking the vixen's soft hair and feeling the softness and warmth inside the quilt, Lin Yimao looked at the blushing little face, feeling extremely satisfied both mentally and physically.

"Ding ding~ ding~"

The phone rings.

Lin Yimao frowned.

He is masturbating the vixen.

Who dared to call and disturb his enjoyment at this time?

Hang up!

Continue to masturbate the vixen.

From now on, the king will not come to court early~

…

"Ding ding~ ding~"

However, the phone rang again without getting tired of it.

The vixen in his arms frowned slightly due to the noise from the phone, and then buried his little head in the quilt, trying to block out the noise of the ringing phone.

So annoying!

Lin Yi is having a great time stroking the fox!

Pick up the phone.

"Hello!"

Lin Yimao's tone was unkind.

"Boss, something happened..."

"Huh? What's the situation?"

Lin Yimao sat up, with his upper body exposed.

But... what he didn't expect was that because of his adjustment, Xiao Yimao's position would be at the cusp of a storm.

Warmth and itching.

"We arrested two people who want to do harm to you, boss... Boss, do you want to come and take a look?"

"Caught?!" Lin Yimao became excited for a while.

"It doesn't look like the one caught is big. We are preparing to interrogate him. Does the boss want to come and take a look?"

"Interrogation?! Censorship!? Torture!!!"

Lin Yimao immediately became energetic.

I have watched a lot of spy movies, and it was quite nice to be able to witness a torture session with my own eyes!

"Okay! Wait for me!...Hmm~"

"Boss, what's wrong?"

"Oh, I have something to do here. Just ask those two people to hold on. It will take me about half an hour to come over..."

Moutai:???

Lin Yimao hung up the phone, reached into the quilt with a slightly trembling hand, and then slowly pressed down...

…

…

Underground Parking Lot.

Lin Yimao pushed open the door of a compartment near the elevator.

The lights inside are dim, and some fire extinguishing equipment and some sundries are stored.

The musty air made him feel uncomfortable.

In the open space in the center of the room, two men were standing back to back, their hands tied with ropes, and a ball of smelly socks stuffed into their mouths.

Maotai, sake, Wuliangye and vodka were discussing something in English by the wall with serious expressions.

Seeing Lin Yimao come in, the discussion immediately stopped.

"Boss~ I'm here to report to you~"

Vodka was delighted, and just as he was about to pounce, Maotai grabbed the whip and pulled him back.

Maotai frowned and came forward: "This morning when Qingjiu and I were doing a routine inspection of the car, we discovered that someone had installed a home-made remote-controlled bomb under the car."

"After eliminating the bomb threat, we hacked into the hotel surveillance system and caught these two people in a small hotel five kilometers away. They also admitted that they were the ones who planted the bomb."

"It's just that they insisted that it was their own idea. The reason is... Japan doesn't welcome you..."

At this time, Sake on the side quickly waved his hand and said: "Boss, this kind of extreme right-wing thinking has nothing to do with me! I am from the good and lawful camp!"

Lin Yimao said nothing.

Homemade remote control bomb...

This is... definitely going to cost me my own life...

Maotai continued: "But even children will not believe this. There must be someone behind them."

…

"Yeah?"

"Dislike me?"

Lin Yimao smiled.

Then he found a stick from the corner, swung it with one hand and hit one of them on the arm.

The force was so strong that the man groaned.

Oh? Is this just a snort?

Bones are very hard.

Okay, then let me see how hard you can go.

He picked up the stick.

"boom!"

"Tell me, who is the mastermind behind you!"

"boom!"

"Don't tell me? The stick in my hand won't stop until you tell me!"

"boom!"

"Very good, let's not say it! What about you?"

The stick points to another person.

Lin Yimao deliberately avoided the vital parts of the two people, so there shouldn't be any problems... right...

Lin Yimao is not sure either.

However, the fear in his heart has invaded his brain, making it impossible to stop the movements in his hands.

The other party has already begun to take action, and it has used such horrific and extreme methods as home-made remote-controlled bombs.

No matter how good Lin Yimao is, he is only a human being and cannot remain calm knowing that he is facing the threat of death.

Besides...

There are many people around him who he cares about, and it is impossible for him to watch those people get hurt a little bit because of him.

Therefore, despite his lack of expression on his face, he was actually on the verge of losing control.

The same goes for venting in the morning, covering up or venting inner fears.

…

"Bang...bang...bang...bang..."

Shocking blows echoed in the small room.

The four bodyguards just watched coldly, neither moving nor trying to stop Lin Yimao's movements.

Even if the boss's hand holding the stick is bleeding, even if the boss is out of breath.

Even though...the two people had fallen into coma repeatedly and been beaten awake several times...
To be continued...